For the past three months I’ve been house-sitting for my friend Rachel while she returned to Canada for the summer. In her wake she left me a white rabbit named Samson to look after. Incidentally, Samson (or Samuel S Samson as he has been affectionately re-dubbed) has no front teeth. He is the best; you would think losing your chief characteristic would make you less lovable, but no; he can’t bite you or chew through laptop power supplies – hence, the best. I chop up parsnips for him; we chill and watch The Big Bang Theory, healthy man/bunny relationship.

Rachel returns next Friday (16/09/2011). Living in Anniesland has been chill, it’s nice having actual cycle paths (non-existent in the East End), plus the Forth and Clyde Canal is ideal on a sunny day. Safe to say I’ll miss the place, but not as much as my furry companion (what a pansy).

It’s not all bad – I’m moving in with my best pal Graham and his girlfriend in Finnieston. Graham owns an extravagant selection on analogue synthesisers… let the noise making commence.